I would like to split myself in two,
Without losing myself
Half for me
Half for you.
And what remains
Let it soar
Far from prefab roles
Enemy quarters of happiness
I’ll empty myself
I’ll make room for you
So that you fill it with you
Keep for me what little I was
And find myself where I’m not yet
Don’t make me wander amongst you
To ask once more:
Who are you?
What do you want?
I would like to split you in two
Without losing you
Half for me
Half for you
We’ll stay lonely
With the half that remains
And see that is enough.
Let’s make of our two
that moltitude
that we’ll miss
When we’re alone.